Jesus Christ, the last Adam. His obedient death forged a birth canal for all who would come after Him by the Spirit.
Abba Father, I thank you for abounding grace. From the mountain to the valley, you are my present help in this life, after birth.
After Birth
For most of my life
I hid from pain in a
World of make-believe
I ran there for comfort
Being born again,
My first steps come slowly
Sometimes, I pause
In the midst of reality
And give thanks for the Joy!
“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” ~Romans 15:13
My thoughts
This was the first poem I wrote, after being born-again. As a babe in Christ, I was trying to express my wonder at what had happened to me—and was still happening. I found myself in the midst of a wonderful transition: unseen, but so very real. The old weights and fears were coming undone: no match for the power of God’s loving affirmation. I knew that whatever might come my way, the Son had set me free!
For further study: Consider these related Scriptures
1 Corinthians 15:45 / Romans 5:19 / Colossians 1:18
2 Corinthians 5:17
Romans 8:1
John 8:36
1 John 4:18
Matthew 11:28-30
1 Peter 2:9
Philippians 4:4